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Érase una vez
There was once a story, I do not try q be,
live within your dreams, dumb, I doubt I believe q,
fly, like dragonflies, last forever,
feed on the faith of a child running naked,
smiling, no doubt, sweat of the great,
because they are born with their minds elsewhere,
where art grows, the air you breathe,
smells like roses, chocolate,
and the scenery is so beautiful no one can forget q,
carpe diem is the law and also love,
there's no one, only your mind decides to do,
there is nothing to fear q, q q keeping you lose,
because time stands still and keeps you as always,
whoever can fly, touch the sphere,
to circle the solar system to find her,
q fierce fight against any interference in my way,
to rescue princesses in castles of sand lost
live in the trees, loving, I'm part of the environment,
as gnomes, fairies, animals sleep on their backs q,
I know everyone, all their stories,
I tell them my songs if I can remember,
and no hours, dollars, necklaces, valued flora
q q equal people emerge, they will fall in love,
and here I stay, I q is, of course it's my place,
between my dreams and efforts of ever waking
in my world I feel full,
live within my story, the realm of dreams and a concrete floor,
q in a place myself invention,
one more story, I never, ever, this is my perfect place,
in my world I feel full,
no solitude, my thoughts lead me to heaven
q in a place myself invention,
one more story, I never, ever, this is my perfect place,
Once upon a time in a world of magic and fantasy,
find happiness in the garden of joy,
one day I decided to explore beyond any border,
which may mean waiting time, where there are no barriers,
I live in a story, perhaps in a Disney story,
wonderland that exists, but without law,
the maze of hobbits, here the trees go,
goblins, elves eternal, never to fly without wings,
the stars go out behind our horizon,
the moon is made of glass and iron although the sun is hidden,
as always the little details are worth q,
magic dust, are falling q q do I get up
endless story, born of a mirage
because here the clouds catch you when you fall into an abyss,
the sky, I get to reach a white dragon,
takes me far beyond the sea,
Snowy Mountains and rivers crystallized
far beyond the forgotten memory,
a wall of ice covers the herbs and flowers;
hides under a blanket transparent until the weather clears q,
one world, I would ride unicorns
exchange words with fauns, live as a kid,
shrug as a nymph, is my personal matrix,
because my fantasy dreams become reality
I saw blue q princes become frogs,
swans with incredible plumage to stretch their wings,
q glass mirror all know,
in this world for your own happiness is the key,
time stands still,
here the ticking and not heard,
for forever here is as real as Snow White,
q am that wants to live in a dream with you,
and place in a strange world, to Tim Burton, no friends,
flying leap and I q,
Eden is closer, I can already feel the sky
is magic, visiting places nonexistent,
because there was fear in faces,
I live in my notebook q stories ever live,
but I'm sure sleep q while the dream,
and that's enough for me to be happy,
escape from this world makes my scar heal q,
although this still hurts sometimes closed the wound,
but in here I cure magic and fantasy,
the Pegasus brings me to the top, it's magic
This illusion arises because the reflection of a puddle,
expect to live to an end? I prefer to sleep forever
like sleeping beauty, my q no me awake,
in my dreams right a path leads me d crumbs
I wonder if crossing the rainbow where I take?
I go with them, the song of the goldfinch,
the magic of fireflies, there are no fairies in my story,
harps with strings at the edge of a bishop,
Once upon a time the story of a child with a happy ending
in my world I feel full,
live within my story, the realm of dreams and a concrete floor,
q in a place myself invention,
one more story, I never, ever, this is my perfect place,
in my world I feel full,
no solitude, my thoughts lead me to heaven
q in a place myself invention,
one more story, I never, ever, this is my perfect place,
I spend the day with the medieval, in an eternal Plate glass
painting taks, with sirens singing raps,
pa seduce,
but I have an angel on his shoulder, having sex with a demon
and I look to escape, to forget this, my
of a world globe transformed into dung,
where the bad is always first
where the moon do not mind anything at all,
looks at the sky like a wolf in a valley habitao by fairies,
q tears and became angels,
to talk more, I felt fine, without you I was in prison,
is not it good? if things change a lot,
and the rough is nothing but a prison without wire q,
princesses in towers pull long hair
but in reality princesses were thrown and eventually killed,
because there are no princes, there are only frogs,
q not kiss because I never give much disgust,
not uncover any kid, I give you the world,
I stay here at the end of my cave doing something absurd,
and as usual, q laugh at me if they want, q are hyenas,
but nothing fills them with a pen in the pads,
in my world I feel full,
q in a place myself invention,
in my world I feel full,
q in a place myself invention,
in my world I feel full,
in a q invention myself ....